A couple of years ago my middle son asked me if he could store a few things with me. I don't exactly remember how we ended up with a storage unit, but we did.Auto billed to my AmEx, of course. I am sick of paying for it. I asked my son if he can come get his stuff out, and he doesn't remember what is in there, so "Mom, just get rid of it" was the gist of his reply.
I was going to load it all in a truck and deliver it to Goodwill when one of my friends from work suggested I look through the boxes to be sure I wanted to give it all away. Guess what we found?
Yup. Two very worn and well loved quilts my mother, Linda Brannock, made. I adore my friend for suggesting I look into the boxes. She will always be the one who rescued these quilts back into the family.
|Backside of the star quilt.|
Scooch over babies; mama needs a cuddle.
Maybe tomorrow we will go outside and enjoy the cool sunny weather.